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britany1997 · 1 year

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Hot Vampires In Your Area

Yes absolutely I can do this!!! Vampires Everywhere is my most popular fic to date! I hope you like this!

Poly! Lost Boys x GN Vampire Reader

Warnings: SMUT minors DNI, biting, handjobs, penetration (But no mention of reader’s genitalia) mentions of blood, brief daddy kink (again, Dwayne is daddy always) I think that’s it

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Blood stained the back of your hand as you wiped harshly at your mouth. Your clothes were practically falling off your body, the signs of your victims struggle apparent from the many rips and tears.

You breathed deeply, brushing hair out of your face and leaning back on the bar of the dock. You zoned out looking into the ocean as bubbles sprang to the surface, likely from the bodies that had sunken beneath.

You were broken from your trance however when you felt a pair of teeth nipping at your neck. You sighed and leaned into the touch of whoever was nibbling at you.

“What are you doing Paul,” you hummed, your eyes fluttering closed as he continued to nip at you.

He chuckled as he licked a stripe over his fang marks, pulling a gasp from your lips, “don’t be a hypocrite babe,” he purred, “you were all ready to take a chunk outta me earlier,” he reminded you, “I’m just returning the favor,” he whispered into your ear before nibbling at the lobe.

You hummed and smiled as he toyed with you, smearing blood from his lips onto your neck and ear. “You’re such a messy eater Paul,” you teased him, spinning out of his grip, “why don’t you clean yourself up first.”

He laughed, “worried about a little blood babe?” He asked, “c’mere and lick it off me sugar.”

You caved and walked into Paul’s awaiting arms, he caged you in his embrace as you placed your hands on either side of his face and licked his lips clean.

Once you were done, he shifted you till you were pressed up against the railing of the dock. He slid his tongue into your mouth and kissed you deeply. You snaked your hand into his hair, pulling at it lightly and prompting a moan to fall from his lips.

You smiled into the kiss as he kept you pinned where he wanted you.

“Paulie,” David sing-songed from the other end of the dock, “don’t forget to share,” he said smirking.

You pulled away from Paul to shift your gaze to the other boys as they began to walk towards you and the blond vampire currently attached to your neck.

David smirked as he stood by your side, stroking your hair as Paul sucked hickeys into your skin. Marko stood at your other side, his head cocked as he bit hit thumb. His eyes raked up and down your form as he watched Paul ravish you.

Dwayne came up behind David to stare at you as well. You squirmed a bit under his soulful and curious gaze.

The boys all watched you as Paul dug into your neck. Him you could handle, but with the all of them surrounding you, it was…intimidating.

“Can I help you?” You squeaked. You’d meant to sound sarcastic, but you came off nervous instead. David shot you his signature smirk as he continued to play with your hair. “We were actually thinking we could help you,” he whispered into your ear.

“Paul,” he barked, snapping. Paul groaned and rolled his eyes, but pulled away from your neck and passed you into Dwayne’s awaiting arms. Dwayne cradled your form against his chest and crossed his arms over you. He trailed kisses from your cheek down to your neck as he began to suck hickeys to match the ones Paul had given you on the other side.

You sucked in a breath as your brain went fuzzy with the feeling of Dwayne’s teeth on your skin. Where Paul had been passionate and eager, Dwayne was sensual and slow, almost as if he was savoring you.

David faced you, ignoring Dwayne as he spoke, “it must have been so lonely in your little coven of one,” he pouted at you as he stroked your cheek.

“For us,” he began, “feeding always satiates one appetite, but awakens another,” he raked his eyes up and down your body and you gasped as Dwayne hit an especially sensitive spot on you.

“We have each other of course,” David told you, “but it must have been so frustrating for you to spend all those nights on your own.” You blushed at his implications, furrowing your brow and looking down so you didn’t have to meet his eyes.

He tilted your chin upward until your gaze met his. “Why don’t you let us take care of you baby,” he whispered.

Your eyes widened, unsure of how to reply. “c’mon babeee,” Paul whined, “we could make you feel sooo good.”

David chuckled at Paul’s enthusiasm, “my boys are very well-trained,” he told you as Dwayne bit down on you for emphasis, causing another gasp to spring from your lips. “Why don’t you let us have you,” he proposed.

You turned your head to look at Dwayne, he pulled away from your neck to meet your gaze before pressing a gentle kiss to your lips. You felt your eyes close as you returned it.

You pulled away after a bit to look at the other boys. David smirked at you, his fingers still twirling the ends of your hair, as if he already knew your answer.

Marko’s eyes were fixed on you in a lust filled stare, his teeth grinding into his thumb so hard you thought he’d bite straight through the leather of his glove.

Paul was practically begging you with his eyes. You could feel the desire radiating off him. His hands were shaking lightly, as if they couldn’t wait to be on you once more. His lip stuck out in a pout as his brow furrowed. There was no hiding how badly he wanted you as he bounced on his feet in anticipation. He was so wired you thought he might explode with need.

Dwayne lowered his lips to your ear, “we can be gentle if you’d like,” he told you softly, licking the shell of your ear when he finished speaking.

You moaned softly, your eyes fluttering closed as he kept you wrapped in his arms. “No need,” you assured him. He smiled at you.

“Dwayne,” David prompted, jerking his head to gesture toward Marko. Dwayne nodded and passed you to Marko, who picked you up and sat you on the dock’s railing.

Marko shrugged off your jacket and tore your shirt off, revealing your bare chest.

“You guys wanna do this right here?” You asked nervously. Marko gave you a devilish grin, “why wait to go all the way back to the cave babe? We want you now.” He said, his eyes flashing yellow.

“If you’re worried someone will see, don’t be,” David told you. “It’s too dark down here anyway, and if someone were to get an eyeful…well let’s just say they wouldn’t get far,” he grinned, before placing a hand on Dwayne’s shoulder. “Dwayne’s a growing boy,” he said.

“But if you’re not comfortable…” Dwayne offered, searching your face for signs you wanted to stop.

“No I’m fine, that makes sense,” you said as Marko stood between your legs and began to caress the sides of your hips gently, “I want this,” you breathed as you whimpered at Marko’s touches.

Marko leaned down to place soft kisses on your chest, licking and sucking the skin as he went. You moaned as he carressed you. You snaked a hand into his hair and stroked and pulled it as the boys watched the two of you.

As Marko kissed all over you, you trailed your other hand down his abdomen, before reaching down and palming him through his jeans.

He groaned as he pulled away to unbuckle his pants and free himself from his boxers for you.

You wrapped your hand around the length of him and began to stroke softly when something caught your eye.

Paul was biting his lip so hard you thought he’d rip it open, his hands were wrapped around himself in a tight hug, his cock straining in his pants as he watched you.

You smirked and beckoned him over, “don’t worry Paul,” you assured him, “I’ve got two hands.”

He moaned loudly as he raced to the side of you. Marko rolled his eyes but laughed at the sight of Paul struggling to rid himself of his pants as quickly as possible.

The other boys snickered too as they watched his face contort in pleasure as you wrapped a hand around his length as well.

You stroked the two chaos vamps up and down as you rubbed your thumb in circles around their tips. Marko purred softly at your touch, while Paul let out low moans and words of encouragement. You’d lost count of how many times he’d said, “yeah baby,” and “right there.”

You smiled softly as they both came undone in your hands. When he came down from his high, Paul pulled Marko from his place between your legs before picking you up from the railing and placing you down. He caged you in once again with an arm on either side you.

He captured your lips in a searing kiss and let out a growl. He took your lip between his teeth and pulled, making you moan.

“Your ours babe,” he growled, “we’re never lettin’ you go, not after that.”

You smiled back at him, leaning forward to peck his lips, “I’m not goin’ anywhere pretty boy,” you told him.

He groaned before sealing his mouth over yours once more and plunging his tongue past your lips to explore you.

The kiss was cut short as David pulled Paul away by his collar, he grasped for you as he squirmed in David’s grip.

“Paul,” David spoke firmly, “you had a turn, now be a good boy and watch,” he ordered, flinging Paul towards Marko.

Paul fumed from the sidelines as Dwayne came up to you.

You blushed, Dwayne’s mysterious and imposing demeanor made you nervous.

“Hi,” you said meekly as you stared up at him. “Hi,” he said back to you, bending down to place a kiss to your forehead.

His treatment made butterflies bloom in your stomach.

“Turn around for me?” He asked.

“Ok,” you whimpered.

You turned to face the ocean as Dwayne wrapped his arms around your middle and nuzzled his nose into the crook of your neck. He reached around you pull off your pants and underwear, leaving you completely bare. You blushed as you were totally exposed before him.

You didn’t have long to dwell on your shyness, as you felt him prodding at you from behind. You gasped as you felt the size of him, he was definitely bigger than the other boys.

“Is this ok?” He asked you, concern and gentleness present in his voice.

You smiled at his care for you, “yes,” you told him, “yes it’s ok.”

He leaned down till his lips were against the shell of your ear, “You can call me daddy if you want,” he whispered, causing a flush to rise to your cheeks. “They all do,” he told you as he gestured towards the other boys.

“You can fuck me now daddy,” you breathed as you grinded against him.

He smirked as he pushed into you slowly, allowing you to adjust to his size, but you still sucked in a sharp breath at the intrusion.

As he rocked back and forth into you, soft moans fell from your mouth, he caressed the deepest parts of you with every stroke.

The other boys looked on with lust filled eyes, taking themselves into their hands as they watched Dwayne turn you into a pile of moans and whimpers.

After awhile Dwayne spilled into you, prompting your own climax as well.

You turned over and rested against the railing on shaking legs as he slipped off his jacket and placed it over your shoulders.

He picked you up in his arms and held you against his chest. Marko and Paul grabbed your clothes from where they were scattered on the dock.

You shot David a confused look as Dwayne carried you, “what about you?” You asked him.

He smirked, “you wanna take care of me baby?” That’s sweet,” he teased. “Trust me babe, I’ll get a taste of you too, but you’ll wanna be lying down for that,” he told you laughing.

Your eyes widened as you breath caught in your throat as you pictured what was yet to come. Daytime was hours away, and you knew that eternity with the boys would give you many more nights of passion, just like this one.

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consuming-karma · 1 year

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FEEDING TIME.

buwan’s notes: oh my god I’m actually so scared to write about this AHAHA, like this is so scary to write bc some people might think it’s weird 😭 happy late Mother’s Day??….

episode summary: when Paul catches a glance at you breast-feeding, he can’t help but feel curious.

taglist: @britany1997

content warnings: NSFW. minors pls don’t interact. Lactation kink, sub-leaning switch!paul. (Would this count at PWP?). AFAB-bodied reader.

[paul x fem!reader.]

“Paul, what are you staring at?” You locked eyes with your blonde boyfriend as he shot you a strange look. his gaze was stuck on you, or rather.. your breasts.

you continued to feed your baby bat, sore and not up for any bullshit Paul might be planning in his head. Paul continued to ignore your question, still staring. If he stared any harder he’d have burned holes in your chest.

Paul’s gaze gently went over your chest’s features, a silk blanket covered the other side of your chests. Your baby was smooshed up to your boobs for easier access to your milk.

His eyes glanced up at your tired expression, obviously a little uncomfortable at the feeling of a baby on your nipples, and maybe the soreness of carrying so much milk and not knowing where to put it.

your baby had your nipple in her mouth as she had her fill of nutrients. Paul watched with intensity, his eyebrows furrowing.

You looked at Paul a bit more before shaking your head, as if to say that you’d rather not deal with his shenanigans.

It was obvious the blonde was curious and confused, was it that good? He just could feel his finger twitch anxiously as your baby finished feeding, her pouty lips falling off from your breasts as she dozed off in your arms.

You coo softly, pulling your nightgown over your breasts before slowly standing up from the bed to put your baby bat in her nursery.

Unfortunately, that meant that Paul would be left to his own thoughts.

Your feet ached as you walked to and from the nursery, holding your sore back as slouching from your breasts. You let out an uncomfortable sigh as you tried relieve some soreness by gently massaging the sensitive areas of your under-boob.

Paul was still at his original spot, it seemed like he hadn’t moved an inch from where you last saw him.

you finally had your break for the night, happily sitting back on you and your boys’ bed. Though, they rarely slept in it, more so using it for more…explicit deeds.

“Gonna tell me what’s on your mind, pretty boy? I’m not a vampire yet, you know.” You looked off at Paul, carefully bringing your swollen feet up on the bed as you awaited his reply.

“nothin’..” Paul shrugged, finally breaking his gaze from your seat to look down at his fingers, chipping at his black nail polish.

You sighed, leaning your head back against the headboard. Your gaze looked around, the silence of the room making you feel uncomfortable.

“Alright, tell me, you’ve got me curious.”

Paul bit the inside of his cheek before walking up to you, sitting by the edge of the bed. “Don’t think I’m weird, babe, but I really want to try your milk..” A silence leaves the both of you, the cave felt cold and you had stopped massaging your sore chest.

“You want to what?” You shot him a confused look, wanting him to clarify what he had asked. “You know, your tits..you always say they’re sore from carrying..” Paul sat closer to you, obviously trying to convince you to let him drink from your breasts.

“Paulie, why do you wanna do that?” You were surprised at his suggestion, feeling his weight move next to you, Paul gently wrapped his arms around your stomach.

“You’re always saying how you’re sore and it always feels heavy, wanna see if I can help you..” Paul looked up at you with his pretty blues, looking like a little puppy asking for a treat.

You couldn’t help but feel your heart melt at Paul’s pretty pout, looking up at you with such gusto. “I guess..I can let you, since you’re asking so nicely.” Paul seemed to perk up at your words, looking at you with a bright smile.

You let Paul position you the way he wanted, his hands lifted you onto his lap. You squirmed in his arms, trying to get comfortable.

You felt Paul’s hands place themselves on your thighs before they moved up, slipping under your nightgown.

“Calm down, Paulie. I’m not going anywhere.” You whispered, caressing his cheek with your palm, your lips meeting his for a quick second before pulling away, your heart palpitating in your chest.

Paul grinned excitedly, as you wrapped your arms around his neck, his hands happily explored under your nightgown. The pads of his fingers gently tapped against your waist, then again in the middle of your chest.

Paul felt himself get shivers up his spine from hearing your fastened heartbeat, he knew he was touching the right places to rile your pretty self up.

You let out a few soft sighs as Paul’s cold hands felt amazing to your sore breasts. You felt his hand finally cup your breasts and swipe his thumb over your nipple, making you flutter your eyes closed at the relaxing feeling.

Paul closed his eyes for a minute just to feel in your presence, he was amazed at how gorgeous you were.

His eyes looked up at you with adoration for his girlfriend, his smile widening by the second. “Can’t wait to have you in my mouth, mamas..” he quietly mumbled, his hands leaving your hot body for a little while.

You seemed annoyed at the lack of contact, watching Paul impatiently as he pulled off his leather jacket, the various jewelry and chains clinking against each other.

“Hurry up..” you mumbled, getting antsier by the minute. Paul chuckled, looking at you with a smug grin. “And here I thought I was the needy one..” He mused, his fingertips pinching the silk nightgown you wore.

You rolled your eyes before starting to move off his lap, done with Paul’s teasing. “Babe, no! M’sorry! I’ll be good.” Paul instantly turned to begging you, feeling your weight slowly leave his lap.

“Won’t joke around n‘more..” his lidded eyes looked up at you with a pout, upset at you for even moving a few inches off his lap.

You smirked, returning Paul’s smug grin. “That’s what I thought, now pull this off me, pretty boy.” You cooed, raising your arms up for easier removal of your nightgown.

You stopped moving as Paul hastily pulled at the garment, going over your head and onto the floor, your breasts were in full display and Paul couldn’t help but feel his loins stir.

“Fuck babe, I forgot you had such gorgeous girls.” He snickered, his hands instantly cupping both of your tits into his rough hands, his hands felt cold and soothed your soreness immensely, making you moan softly in content.

Paul could feel his mouth salivating at just seeing your breasts in his hands. If he wasn’t a vampire, he’d cower in his bashfulness at the fact that he was basically drooling over your tits.

His hands gently massaged them, almost juggling the two mounds in a pattern. A hum left your lips, letting Paul take his time with your tits.

Paul was enamoured with the two weights in his hands as you felt so warm to him, a perfect match. Hot to Cold, body to body. He continued to massage your breasts, watching your eyelashes flutter and your eyes close in pure relief.

His face happily digged itself into your neck, placing soft kisses from your collarbone and made a path up behind your ear. His lips retreated back to the nook in your neck, licking a long stripe before his fangs gently grazed the skin, making a scratch at most.

Paul felt his eyes close in pure ecstasy in smelling his girlfriend’s sweet blood, his body seemed to twitch excited, so excited that he accidentally squeezed your breasts.

He wasn’t guilty about it though, because suddenly, a liquid ran down his hands, sticky and white. “Mamas…you’re dripping..” He joked, one of his hands leaving your breast as you looked off in embarrassment, Paul’s long tongue made an appearance as he lifted his wet arm up to his lips.

You hit him in the thigh, scoffing at his joke before you realized what he was doing.

His long tongue followed the droplets of milk that made paths on his arm, the sweet nectar spreading across his taste buds as he sucked every last bit of it from his arms.

Your lips opened to say something but nothing seemed to come out, feeling your throat dry at Paul’s dirty display.

You watched with a heated face as Paul hungrily licked every evidence of the liquid on his arms before he growled, looking at you with a hungry look.

Paul pulled your face to meet his, his thick hands gripping the back of your head with needy strength. his teeth clashed with yours as you tasted the bittersweet flavour from his tongue.

you decided to give him some relief, slowly grinding down on his lap, feeling his clothed cock harden under you. His groaned into the kiss, a growl resounding once again.

“Oh baby, now I need to get a taste..” He grunted, his lips latching onto your nipples in record speed as you gasped at the sudden contact.

You jumped from his cold lips making contact with your breasts, your grip tightening around his neck as Paul felt his eyes flutter at feeling you in his mouth.

His tongue flicked over your buds, as a reaction your legs unwillingly squeezed his lap squealing at the cold temperature Paul’s mouth emitted. Your arms made quick work to wrap themselves around his neck, his arms doing the same to your waist.

You couldn’t hold your moans as you felt your milk being sucked out by Paul, unwilling to stop, his lips continued to latch onto your nipples, making the area around it red as his grip seemed to tighten around your waist.

His free hand continued to massage the breast he didn’t suck on, your breastmilk dripping down his arms. You should’ve known this would happen, Paul loved to play with his food, and he was a messy eater.

Paul happily enjoyed the fact that you filled his mouth so, gulping with unstoppable thirst. His hips started to buck, gaining pleasure from drinking you dry in other ways, he’d never thought he’d get to drain you besides your blood.

“Baby, you’ve got me going crazy,” Paul detached from your tits to look up at you once again, his eyes glimmering with want and lust after you, his gorgeous girl.

“I wanna drink from your pretty tits every time I get thirsty, over and over again..” Paul mumbled against your skin, his lips grazing over your chest, obviously enamoured by the way you taste, god he’d never tasted something so delicious before. It’s as if his young vampire years had reawakened, the need to drink strong.

“Paul…careful..” you warned your blonde boyfriend, feeling his fangs against your chest, almost scratching and making a mark on you. “Sorry.. you just taste so good..” he whined, digging his head into the middle of your chest, enjoying the warmth your tits generated.

Paul kissed up your cleavage, he couldn’t help himself with sucking hickeys in the middle of your tits, hoping that one of the other boys gets a go at you so that they could see his artwork on your body.

His thick hands moved to your thighs, his cold palms being heated by your thick thighs. Paul continued to make his marks, his sharp fangs giving you a sense of rush as it felt cold to the touch.

His fingers tapped against your thick mounds before the moved towards your inner thigh, his thumb swiping rhythmic patterns to calm you down as he inches towards your cunt.

Being a vampire has its pros, one of them being a good sense of smell. Paul could smell your sweet pussy from under your shorts and your underwear, he could feel himself almost cum from just smelling you.

“Paul—..” you called out for him, knowing he could smell your arousal from this proximity, you held your breath, waiting for him to make a move.

He growled at your call, only opting to push his finger into your shorts, making a small ripple. His long fingernails managed to make a hole big enough for his fingers to come through, ripping it slowly.

His display of pure carnal thirst made you even wetter than before, your hormones were everywhere even though it had been a few months since your baby was born. A desperate, breathy whine left your lips, almost begging Paul to do something.

Your blonde boyfriend moved too slow for your liking, you were in your ripped shorts, only your panties shielded your pussy from the monster who held you in his grasps.

One of his hands wrapped around your waist as he pulled you close to his face once again, his lips stationed instantly on one of your buds, returning to drinking the sweet liquid that left your breasts.

His fingers moved with precision, hooking them into your underwear with little to no trouble. Paul didn’t bother to give your clothes any mercy as he only ripped your panties off in a few seconds.

A jump leaves your body, both at Paul’s tongue and the sudden bareness you felt down under. Your eyes were lidded, unable to get a grip on reality as the buzzing feeling in your stomach grew at the sight of Paul enjoying his meal.

You could see the glint of yellow in Paul’s irises, his vampiric side starting to show. The blonde slowly caressed your inner thighs, your warmth enjoyed by Paul.

He continued to drink from your breasts, his mouth filled up fast with your milk and he had to be gulping every few seconds to keep up with how fast the sweet liquid came out.

Paul looked up at you, his eyes locking onto yours. You were met with the pretty sight of Paul’s messy display. Milk dribbled from the sides of his lips, making streams down his jaw. His free arm had been massaging your other breast, your milk tainting it as well.

It was completely nasty, and Paul knew it, his dick was rock-hard and needed to be released from his jeans, he felt like he could just cum from drinking you. His eyes seemed to roll back, trying to remember the way you taste.

he inadvertently groaned, the buzzing sending waves of pleasure up to your head as you whined, your hands no longer stationed around his arms but propped up to tangle themselves into the blonde’s locks.

Paul’s other arm finally stopped rubbing circles into your inner thigh, inching closer to your cunt where it glistened with lust and need. He pulled back from your nipple, licking his lip for any residue on his lips of you.

“Baby, I can just cum from seeing you like this.” He mumbled, his thumb grazing your clit as your hands gripped his hair tighter in reaction. “I can’t be the only one having fun, right mama?” He spoke into your skin, his lips placing kisses onto your shoulder.

Your eyes closed as Paul’s thumb rubbed your clit in a circular motion, a gasp leaving your lips as unwillingly pushed against Paul’s hand.

He grinned at your reaction, stopping his action and using his thumb to spread your cunt open, it glistened in the natural light of one of the many barrel fires in the cave.

“Fuck. You’d let me get a taste at this pretty pussy, too, won’t you?” He asked, although he already knew the answer. You nodded, desperate for him to do something. “Yes, yes Paul, just, please..” you uttered a breathy complaint, wanting your boyfriend to just do something.

“It’s okay pretty, I’ve got you.” He cooed, he used two of his digits to dig into your cunt, instantly surrounding his cold fingers with warmth. You squeezed your eyes shut at the feeling of coldness in you.

Paul was amused at your expression, slowly pushing his fingers into you, trying to remember every feeling of you. His grin widened, allowing himself to return to your neglected nipple, eager to finish his meal.

a sound of squelching was heard in the alcove, breathy whines and groans accompanied it, Paul was sure the other boys would’ve heard it.

Paul was on a high, the way you tightened around his fingers and how your milk continued to spill no matter how long he sucked was too much; he could feel himself twitch in his jeans.

He was sure you could feel him too. More focused on your release, the pads of his fingers searched for a particular spot inside of you, almost scissoring his digits, making you moan. You digged your fingers into his hair, your other hand sliding down to give yourself a grip onto Paul’s shoulder.

Your fingernails made crescent marks on his shoulder, too immersed in the pleasure your blonde boyfriend gave you.

He hummed at you, the sound adding to the pleasure of your pussy being fingered well. His fingers fastened their pace; trying to get you to your release. Your moans heightened in pitch, feeling the coil in your stomach start to tighten.

Your pussy seemed get more and more sensitive the more Paul dug into it. His palms connected with your clit, adding more to the bliss that ran through your whole body.

Paul could feel how wet you had gotten in his hand, it dripped down to his pants, making a patch of your essence right under you, he didn’t care though, he cared that he could make you scream out by the end of it all.

“Are you close, honey? Just say the word, I can give it to you.” He ushered quietly; Paul looked to you for a go. You nodded desperately, “yes, yes paulie!” You whined, starting to grind your hips into his fingers to get you closer so you could cum.

A squeal left your lips; Paul had fastened his pace. The squelching your cunt made became intense, it was loud enough the rest of the guys should’ve heard what you two have been doing by now.

The coil in your stomach tightened second by second, the overwhelming feeling of Paul’s tongue flicking against your nipple, your moans pitched up, along with your high. Your pussy tightened against his fingers.

Paul had long ago switched to your other breast, drinking the remaining milk left in your boobs, his free hand no longer massaged by held you by the waist.

Everything seemed too much, the overstimulating sensation of Paul being everywhere in your body, the way Paul’s clothed cock poked through his pants and you could feel it on your ass, you were desperate to just ride him.

Your eyes rolled back at the feeling of Paul’s lips and fingers stimulating you to a high you could’ve never reached yourself.

You seemed to grip Paul’s head tightly to your breasts as the coil in your stomach finally snapped, your high reaching so high you could see white spots in your vision. You squeezed your eyes tight, your thighs shaking; you gushed around Paul’s fingers as a long moan left your lips.

Paul stopped latching onto your nipple, pulling away with only a string of saliva connecting the two of you. Paul looked at you once again, a huge small on his face, his pearly fangs clearly showing.

“Enjoyed it mama? Don’t feel sore n’more?” Paul asked, placing his chin in between your cleavage, his pretty blues looking at your features, trying to decipher what you thought.

You nodded at his question, your hands gently petting Paul’s lion mane as both of you huffed at the tiring thrill you both just had.

“That was…amazing, honey.” You mumbled tiredly, a small dopey smile on your face. Paul nodded eagerly, as if to say ‘that’s good.’ He returned back to your nipple, ready to latch on once again.

Your dopey smile turned to confusion, stopping your blonde boyfriend seconds before he could bring your nipple into his mouth once again, “Paulie, haven’t you drank enough?” You asked curiously, placing your hand on his cheek to tilt his head up.

He only excitedly grinned, “I want more, mamas, I always want more.” He replied, before continuing his mission of sucking your breasts dry.

“Paulie, wait! You need to save some for the baby—“ you giggled, trying to pull the blonde away before he grabbed both of your arms with his hands, you gasped at his sudden change in demeanour, more demanding and serious.

“Mama, I know you can make more.” He warned, you and Paul knew better than to test a vampire’s want and thirst. His eyes lidded, but you could tell that his eyes swirled with yellow, you knew it wasn’t going to take any longer until he let his vampire take over.

“You’ll make more milk, won’t you? For me and our baby?”

#✦ buwan writes.#the lost boys #the lost boys 1987 #the lost boys x reader #poly lost boys x reader #✦ paul’s karma.#tlb #the lost boys paul #paul the lost boys #tlb paul x reader #tlb paul #paul tlb #poly lost boys x fem reader #poly lost boys #the lost boys imagines #the lost boys x you

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chubbyreaderchan · 11 months

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So we all collectively agree that none of the lost boys were confederates right? I mean I see Dwayne and David as the only two who might have been around for the civil war and both definitely wouldn't have been. And like I HC Marko is like from the Depression Era and Paulie from the 60s/70s and the most 'recent' vampires but like yeah.

#reader insert #fan fiction #slashers x reader #x reader #poly lost boys x reader #tlb x reader #the lost boys x reader #the lost boys #romance #fluff #fandom #lost boys hc #vampires

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sad-ghost-of-garbage · 10 months

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Biting Paul pt 2

Author: SadGhostofGarbage

Paul x G/N reader, Paul x David

Warnings: Talking about Sex, insecurities. Mostly fluffy. Hurt, comfort?

It had been weeks since you’d bitten Paul, and he was desperate to have you do it again. However nothing he did annoyed you enough to the point of nipping his flesh again. Recalling the memory had Paul whimpering a bit under his breath, he needed you to do it again.

“Dude, just ask them to bite you.” David said from his seat on the old wheelchair, where he was trying to read his book. Paul made a face at his brother and shook his head,

“I can’t do that, man.” Sighing the head vampire puts his book down in his lap to focus on his troubled brother.

“Why not?” Paul shifts around on his spot, fidgeting with the rings on his fingers.

“I- I just can’t man, okay?” There was a tinge of red on Paul's face, a small reminder of just how young of a vampire Paul was, a remnant of his human life that would fade with the passing years. Paul’s blush gave David pause,

“Are… Are you embarrassed?” Paul scoffs in denial but turns his head to hide his face.

“What are you kidding me, no way man!” David wanted to tease his brother, Paul being embarrassed about his kink? No way, it was unheard of. But he could feel just how upset Paul was so he held it in, opting to try to calm the nervous blonde.

“Paul, you’ve never been embarrassed of admitting what you like, why are you ashamed of this?” Paul puts his head in his hands, and when he looks back over to his brother David could see there were tears in his eyes.

“It’s just different David.”

“What’s different Paulie? You aren’t afraid to tell us what you like-,”

“Yeah because it’s you guys, I can tell you guys what I want. It’s different with them.” Paul interrupts.

“Why can’t you tell them what you want Paulie? Are they not okay with you being explorative?” David raises his eyebrow in question. David liked you; he had delved deep through your brain the minute he had felt Paul’s feelings for you, he wanted to make sure you weren’t going to hurt his baby bat. You had passed his judgment (or you wouldn’t be alive) so he couldn’t quite understand his brother's hesitancy of telling you. Paul shakes his head,

“No no no, it’s not that.”

“Then what is it?” Paul takes a deep breath (that he doesn’t need) and looks to his companion.

“I… I… I don’t want to scare them away.” It’s said in such a small way that David was not used to hearing from his brother. “I can tell you guys what I want because I mean… It’s you. You chose me, you guys are my pack, all of you love me. A-and I want them to love me too, but I’m just so afraid I’m going to do something wrong David. I don’t want to lose them because I’m too horny and weird.” Tears were flowing down the blonde’s face freely now. Moving out of his chair, David made his way over to the weeping vampire. Cupping Paul's face in his hands he began wiping Paul's tears away.

“Hey now Paulie, no need to cry. You’re right about one thing, that being, we love you. However y/n is your partner, they love you too. And they aren’t going to leave you over wanting to try something out. But you have to be honest with them and tell them what you want just like you would tell us.”

“B-but what if-” David shushes Paul and gives him a stern yet soft look.

“No, no what if’s. Chances are y/n is just oblivious and didn’t notice you trying to get attention. And they can’t read minds like I can silly boy, how are they to know what you want if you don’t tell them.” Siffling with a pout on his lips Paul pauses to think about what his sire had said.

“I- I mean you are kinda right, I guess.” David smirks and lets out a chuckle,

“Of course I’m right, have I ever been wrong?”

“No.” David’s smirk gets bigger and he gives Paul a kiss on the forehead, and makes his way back to his previous place on the wheelchair.

It had been weeks since you’d bitten Paul, and he was desperate to have you do it again. But after a reassuring talk with David he was ready to just tell you what he wanted.

Weeks had passed since you’d bitten Paul, and he was acting strange. The little plot you had cooked up to get Paul to stop biting you in public, had backfired… tremendously. It seemed that your little stunt had the exact opposite effect that it was meant to have. Any chance he got, it seemed that Paul would nip at you purposefully, or put his arms directly in front of your face. He even went as far as covering your mouth mid sentence. Hell, he seemed to generally just be a bigger nuisance than usual. Now you loved Paul, with all your heart but you just couldn’t understand why he was acting up, not to mention how much hornier he seemed. If he wasn’t irritating you with his out of character behavior, he was fucking your brains out. This would be great, if you didn’t feel like Paul was left unsatisfied. He came, no question about that; you just couldn’t help but think that he was hiding something. And you were going to confront him about it. So when Paul asked you to hang out in the cave with him you didn’t hesitate to say yes. Paul leads you into the cave, past the other boys heading out for the night. You waved at them as Paul pulled you deeper through the halls to where his room was. You sat on the bed (that was only ever used when you were around) and went to speak your mind but Paul had the same idea.

“Paul we should talk-“

“Hey sugar, there’s something I’ve been-“ both of you stop and look at each other with wide eyes. Paul was terrified. He fucked up he knew it, you thought he was gross and you were going to leave him. Sensing his panic from the look on his face, you get up and grab his hands in yours.

“Hey it’s nothing bad Paul.” ( At least you really hoped he wasn’t hiding something bad.)

“Oh, okay?” He didn’t sound convinced as he asked quietly, “you’re not going to leave me are you?” This shocked you, you pulled him to the bed and made him sit.

“What? No! Paul, why would you think that?” Sitting next to him, your hands never letting go of his.

“Because you think I’m too weird and horny?” He said it like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

“What Paul no! I love you! That’s who you are, and I wouldn’t change that for the world.” He looked partially relieved. “Okay Paulie what did you want to tell me?”

“No babe you go first, I’m still a bit nervous. I want to hear you first.” He was fidgeting with your fingers but made no move to pull away.

“I just wanted to know what was going on with you pretty boy? You’ve been acting strange, and it feels like you’re not satisfied with me?” Suddenly Paul was smiling, David was right, you were just unaware of his hints. He was relieved you weren’t upset with him but this meant he had to confess his secret.

“So uh…” Paul moves a hand to his neck and lets out a nervous chuckle. “Hey babe? If I told you I wanted you to bite me, what would you do?”

“What do you mean Paul?”

“Like I got really turned on when you bit me the other day and… fuck baby, I really want you to do it again.” Getting lost in his anxieties he tries to backtrack “I- I mean only if you want to, I don’t want to make you if you don’t want to.” You cut him off by pulling him into a kiss. Sucking his bottom lip between your teeth you give it a tug as you pull away.

“Why didn’t you just say so?” Grinning like a mad man Paul lays down pulling you on top of him.

Tagging : @britany1997

#tlb paul #tlb paul x reader #the lost boys #The Lost Boys 1987 #the lost boys paul #the lost boys Paul x reader #sgog writes #the lost boys x reader

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arthyritis · 27 days

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A/N: Thinking about Paulie sm lately so I wrote something featuring @glass-trash-bab's little guy too :3 yeah okay Paulie is a little evil but he deserves it ;]

CW: hypnosis

Their breathing was all that was heard in the otherwise silent IRIS building hallways, and no matter how hard they tried to quiet it, nothing worked; they were sure to get caught.

Footsteps a hallway over made their ears perk up. The slow, monotonous clicking of heels that they felt like they should recognise but then again the haze in their mind from before still hadn't quite let up.

Who'd done that, again?

Bab tried to think, before quickly covering their mouth as the footsteps got louder and louder with each passing second.

"Heeeere, puppy. You want to come out and see me, don't you?" came the voice that finally made Bab's brain snap back into action.

Paulie, the security camera guy.

They kept their hands plastered to their mouth as they saw its shadow creep closer and stop. Their life depended on this, it had to. Paulie wasn't exactly known for being kind to other ALTRs.

No matter what he'd shown and told them in the past, its actions today suggested otherwise.

As if on cue, the shadow moved, and disappeared, and there was silence. Bab took their hands down from their face, just in time for a new set to replace them from behind.

They thrashed, clawing and scratching at the hands of their attacker until he began whispering in their ear and caused them to go slack in its grip. Paulie chuckled.

"That's a good dog. You're a very good listener. Why don't you take a nap?"

Bab was frozen, a tranquilizer-like haze taking over their brain once more.

He wouldn't hurt them, they were sure of it. Maybe if they just listened and fell asleep, everything would be fine when they woke up.

Their eyes drifted shut to the feeling of their body being lifted and transported.

#irisona #irisona monster au #camera wtchr p #vampire paulie #glass #sona and sona interaction

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weirdlookindog · 7 months

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Le viol du vampire (1968)

Poster art by Philippe Druillet

#le viol du vampire #the rape of the vampire #solange pradel #bernard letrou #catherine deville #ursule pauly #1968 #1960s movies #jean rollin #philippe druillet #horror movie poster

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skxllz · 11 months

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You said give asks. Ima ask for a blurb.

Fem! Reader in a poly relationship with Paul and Marko.

An idea I always love is doing it on a bike. Makes it fun.

oh fuck me, yes. a million times yes.

category ❚ blurb

warnings ❚ nsfw, p in v! smut. oral sex, receiving. slight anal play. a bit of cock warming. slight degrading. fucking on a motorcycle.

summary ❚ unnecessary.

date posted ❚ 6. 22. 23.

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“ oh, fuck! ”

the revving of the engine and the loud purring from the exhaust pipe was sending your pussy into over drive. I mean, fucking on a running motorcycle? that was beyond dangerous. but oh, was it sexy.

with you being on paul's lap, his cock snuggly fit in your cunt and him leaning back against the handle bars, it's bound to get bloody at some point. for fucks sake, if this man doesn't accidentally start driving down the road and you fall off him, you'd be surprised.

but you were in too much pleasure to care. as of right now, you're just a sleeve for this man's dick, but the way his fat cocks’ head was pressed directly into your womb, you felt as if you could cum right then and there.

and don't even get me started on marko.

arms were securely locked around your thighs from the back, while your ass hung off the edge of the bike's seat. pussy split open by not only paul's dick, but the angle you spread’ your legs at; leaving your glistening cunt on full display to where marko couldn't resist. he was licking a stripe up paul's cock, to where you two connected, before tonguing right at the junction of your open lips.

you were shaking, quivering. hands tightly gripping onto paul's arms while marko's tongue made work at your sopping pussy. you could feel your juices leaving out, covering the vampires base while it fell onto the muscle of the other.

“ you taste so fucking good... ” marko breathed on your hot sex, causing your core to tighten in reply. he smirked, watching as the lips of your pussy shrink up in a iron-grip hold.

paul was grifting his teeth, trying to stop himself from fucking up into you, but-

“ I can't.. ” he groaned lowly, gripping your hips. “ shit- I can't hold out any longer. ” nails dug into the flesh of your lower back, over the fat of your ass. “ fuck, baby- this pussy is milking me. I need to move. ”

panting out those words, before lifting you up. a low moan drew out of you- and then, he slammed you back down, knocking the wind right out of you. his dick hit just the right spot in your gummy walls, making you practically cry.

“ fuck! again! ” you sobbed, your own sharp nails tearing through the fabric of his jacket. “ ‘m so fucking wet, paul! please fuck me! ”

“ do it, paulie.. ” marko breathed, watching from behind as the tip of his thumb slowly circled your back hole. the rings of muscle were clenching, making him groan; his own dick as hard as a rock. “ shit.. she's such a fucking slut for your cock, paul. fuck this little whore dumb or I'll do it myself. ”

marko pressed his thumb into your asshole, causing you to gasp. and that's when paul decided enough was enough.

he smirked widely. “ with pleasure.. ”

#marko the lost boys #paul the lost boys #marko tlb #paul x reader #paul tlb #marko x reader #the lost boys #the lost boys 1987 #tlb #the lost boys smut

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marypickfords · 8 months

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Le viol du vampire (Jean Rollin, 1968)

#jacqueline sieger #ursule pauly #le viol du vampire #jean rollin #jean*#*

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rebelliousstories · 5 months

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Egg Nog

25 Days of Ficmas

Relationship: Paul x Reader

Fandom: The Lost Boys

Request: No

Warnings: Fluff, Brief Strong Language, Non Descriptive Mention of Vomiting

Word Count: 1,173

Masterlist: Here

Summary: Someone really should have told Paul not to drink an entire thing of egg nog before deciding if he liked it or not.

“Why would you force me to do this?”

“I did not force you to do anything. You, on the other hand, told me you were a grown vampire and could do what you wanted when I told you to stop.”

“Not how I remember it.”

We may need to back up just a little bit.

What do you think of when you think Christmas treats? Candy canes? Sugar plums? Cranberries? Hot cocoa? What about egg nog?

It was Christmas time in Santa Carla, and the cave was decked out in holiday cheer. Everyone was enjoying the good times, and fun activities, even David. But that may have been partially due to the fact that they found him a black Santa hat to wear. Dwayne was helping Star put some last minute decorations on the tree, while Marko was decorating the rest of the cave and periodically gave his input on the main fixture. Laddie sat with her as they finished icing cookies to leave out for Santa soon, and Paul was… somewhere. Honestly, no one bothered keeping track of him anymore as they would have different answers every five minutes.

Everyone was having a great time, when Paul came bursting into the cave from above. His hair was wild, grin stretched ear to ear, and he held something in his hands. When he landed, he giggled and yelled as his excited energy got out of his body, only to be replenished by some unseen source.

“Oh boy! Babe, you’ve been hiding this away from me!” Paul yelled, getting closer to his girlfriend. She was now very confused and paused er decorations of the cookies to stare at her vampire lover with a quirked eyebrow.

“What are you talking about, Paulie?” He said nothing, but raised his hands high to show what was in them.

“Egg nog? That’s what this is about?” Her tone shifted as she shook her head at her lover’s antics. She returned to making the cookies with Laddie, who happily joined her, but the rest of the cave stared at the lion haired boy.

“Yeah! You never told me about this. You ever had it?” Paul bounced over to her and sat at her feet. She spared him no glance as they continued this strange conversation.

“Yes, I have, Paul. I don’t particularly care for it. It’s a very specific flavor.” This did nothing to deter the vampire on the floor, still clutching the jug of egg nog, only fuel him.

“More for me then.” He cracked it open, and went to chug it when her hand reached out and stopped him.

“Try a sip of it first to see if you like it, please. Better to do that then take a large swig.” She offered, looking her lover in the eye to try and get him to understand.

“Relax, girl. I’m a grown vampire, alright? I’ll be fine.” That was all he said before he pushed his girlfriend’s hand away, and chugged the bottle in his hands. She watched with an amused expression, as everyone else had stopped what they were doing to watch the vampire. Paul just kept going, and consumed the bottle in his hands. But amusement soon turned to horror as he finished the bottle. Paul was happy, for all of about five seconds, but then got an awful look on his face and rubbed his stomach. He did not feel terrible yet, but that would be soon changed. Everyone just watched as within a minute, Paul found himself deeply regretting the actions that led him to this point. His face scrunched up, and within that moment, he flew up and out of the cave towards the outside. When he was gone, David piped up.

“Well, I guess he found out how much he liked egg nog.” Everyone chuckled, and she walked after her lover. Climbing out of the cave, she saw his wild hair near the water, bent over with his hands on his knees. He was coughing, and spitting over the ocean, and just genuinely did not look good. She came up upon him, and rubbed between his shoulder blades, before taking a spare scrunchie, and pulling his hair up and out of the way, just in case.

“Why would you force me to do this?” He groaned out, barely glancing up at his lover before turning back to face the ocean below him.

“I did not force you to do anything. You, on the other hand, told me you were a grown vampire and could do what you wanted when I told you to stop.” She commented, continuing to rub soothing circles into his back.

“Not how I remember it.” She giggled as he tried to cough up whatever was stuck in his throat before he gave up and just sat there for a minute more.

“Oh? And how do you remember it, Paulie?” Now, the vampire had stood back up, but quickly sat down out of the way of the water to recover more.

“You held me down and forced me to drink that entire jug. I had to do it, otherwise you’d hurt my husband and children.” Paul’s voice was rough, and slightly dazed.

“Oh, your husband and children. Right, I totally threatened them.” She brushed the remaining hairs from his face; she continued to support him through the recovery.

“Yeah. My husband and children. Which, honestly, the fact that you would go so far as to threaten the children. That’s low. But I did it anyways. Cause I’m a devoted wife and mother.” His mini monologue was cut short by his lover bursting out into laughter. Paul cut his eyes over at her and could not help the smile that came across his face.

“Hey! Don’t laugh. I’m the best damn wife and mother that ever wifed and mothered.” This did nothing but spur her further into her laughing fit, which eventually pulled Paul into it as well. But that was all cut short when he tried to kiss her to make her stop. However, a hand denied him a kiss, to which he pouted about.

“Sorry, lover boy. No kisses till you brush your teeth. I love you, but that’s a hard no from me.” Begrudgingly, Paul got up, and picked up his lover to fly them back down into the cave. Everything was right back to being in full swing when they got back down, and they made their way into her nest where a bottle of water, toothbrush, and toothpaste awaited the male vampire. He pouted the entire time he was forced to brush his teeth, but was made happy when he could finally get his kiss.

Making their way back into the main part of the cave, Paul hissed and scurried away from the now empty container of egg nog. His lover laughed and they went back to do what they were doing previously. It was safe to say that he would not be drinking the concoction at any point soon. Paul had thoroughly traumatized himself.

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